Chapter 662: Lan Yuyou is your beloved woman?

Feng Xinglang glanced back at Yan Bang, took a sip of red wine to calm down his own possibly ups and downs.

"Bang, have you ever loved someone?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"Yes! Isn't it just you?" Yan Bang responded mockingly.

"I'm just your uncle! You just need to be filial to me!" Feng Xinglang once again rewarded Yan Bang with a cold eye.

Yan Bang stuffed a piece of marinated salmon into Feng Xinglang's mouth.

"Lan Youyou ... is your beloved woman?" Yan Bang asked casually.

Feng Xing Langmer for a while, "She's just my brother's beloved woman now!"

"You two brothers are really irony! The woman who this younger brother has slept with, the older brother goes to sleep ... the fat water does not flow to outsiders' fields!"

Yan Bang is purely ridiculous and does not have any malicious intentions. Just listening to Feng Xinglang's ears, it was really harsh.

Feng Xinglang wanted to hit Yan Bang with a fist, but he couldn't get the benefit.

The mood was so chaotic, Feng Xinglang returned to the side again, silently watching the sound of sleep.

Little cutie has been a beauty embryo since she was a child. She has fair and clear skin, long eyelashes, and is as adorable as a doll.

"Don't look at it! She won't be your daughter of Fang Xinglang again!"

Yan Bang spread his palms and stroked Feng Xinglang's back. "Did you regret that you didn't use your own Xiaoke?"

"Bang, why don't you have a child?"

After a while of silence, Feng Xinglang suddenly asked with interest, "At least in the future, there will be someone who can give you the end of your old age!"

"What do I want my child to do? I am the most annoying little child! The old guy gave birth to me, and I haven't seen me give him his retirement!"

Yan Bang's attitude towards life really makes people disagree.

"Can't you really want to violently kill the street?" Feng Xinglang frowned slightly.

"Aren't you still? You'll collect the corpse for me!"

Yan Bang replaced Feng Xinglang's pajamas under his shoulders.

"You have so many enemies. If he doesn't know where you died, how can he collect your body?"

Feng Xinglang did not agree with Yan Bang's violent behavior. Persuasion has also been persuaded, but Yan Bang has always done his own thing. Fate to life, I am used to the blade.

"No one has such courage! If it does, I will start with it first!" Yan Bang disapproved.

"What about Cong Gang?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.

Yan Bang's resolute face instantly condensed.

Feng Xingyang raised his eyebrows, and said slowly:

"I can vouch for you: if Cong Gang wants to kill you, you Yanbang will not escape!"

"Really? Then let him try it out! I am Yan Bang's answer!" Yan Bang fiercely.

"Okay! Can't you **** be a little low-key? You have to deal with others! Don't you have to kill Cong Gang?"

Feng Xinglang was furious. "You have sent people to chase him over and over again. Do you think I don't know?"

Yan Bang snorted coldly. "It seems that you like him very much!" Every word was full of murderousness.

"Let Cong Gang pass, it's tantamount to letting you Yan Bang go his own way, okay?" Feng Xinglang kept his voice cold.

"The more you Fengxing Lang didn't want him to die, the more he would die! On my Yanbang site, I don't believe he can just go to heaven!"

Yan Bang's foreheads all exploded.

"Just think he's a dog I raised in Xingxinglang, isn't it? You want to die, anyway, take care of my master's face, is it okay? My strict executioner!

Feng Xinglang didn't know where Yan Bang's anger against Cong Gang started.

Of course, Yan Bang doesn't need much reason to want to get rid of someone in Shencheng. It ’s enough to say ‘seeing him is not pleasing to the eye’!

"I will help you find a dog again!"

Yan Bang snorted and drank the red wine in the glass in one breath. Then he turned away.

Feng Xinglang sighed slightly: Because he felt that Yan Bang was digging his own grave!

Cong Gang is far more difficult to deal with than his Yan Bang imagined! There is no doubt about this!

******

Xia family.

"Why should I kiss my mummy in the attic? Bully my mummy again?"

The Xia family became active because of the presence of Lin Nuo's children. This kind of activity is not to say noisy, but a kind of indescribable sense of fun.

In Peteburg, he is the young man, the most favorite son of Hetun. Do what you want, under one person, over all righteous sons.

"Because my elder daughter and elder son-in-law are going to live tonight! Little things, you obediently sleep in the attic!"

The return of daughter Xia Yiqin to her mother's home makes Wen Meijuan's mood look pretty good today.

"Snow falls, you are optimistic about your baby boy, don't let him run around. Also, there are VIPs at home tonight, you can let your son speak more politely, not like a wild child without a tutor ! "

Wen Meijuan urged the snow to fall.

"Know your aunt. When Nono is full, I'll take him upstairs."

Xue Luo came out of the kitchen, holding their mother and son's dinner tonight.

In Peteburg, only Linuo eats the rest after eating; how can there be no dinner table like this tonight?

"Old Witch, who are you calling a wild child? I have a father and mother!"

When the little guy heard that Wen Meijuan said that he was a ‘wild child without a tutor’, he got angry.

Maybe the little guy did not have such a little tutorship, but at least he is not a wild child!

"Oh! Your dad doesn't want you anymore, what are you not a wild child?"

Wen Meijuan was really addicted to Lin Nuo, a 5-year-old kid.

"My dad didn't want me! When his injury was healed, he would come to pick me up and leave this ghost place with my dear mommy!"

The little guy growled sullenly. He rushed forward and used his own small head and shoulders to hit Wen Meijuan's old waist.

"Ouch!"

Wen Meijuan was caught off guard and was hit by a little guy. She fell on the carpet in dismay.

"Nono! You are not polite to you! Apologize!"

The snow was anxious and angry. Putting dinner on the coffee table, he came to catch his son Lin Nuo, and slapped him on his small P stock.

"I won't apologize! She was rude to me first!"

Shouted the little guy.

"Mom ... Mom ... are you okay?"

As soon as she stepped into the door, she saw her mother Wen Meijuan fell on the carpet; Xia Yiqin rushed forward to help.

"Little bunny, you look for death!"

Annoying Wen Meijuan picked up the feather duster and drew it towards Lin Nuo ...

But the feather duster was not drawn on the little guy, but it was drawn on the back of the son-in-law of Shen Liancheng, and a red mark suddenly swelled.

The Linuo children were steadily wrapped in his arms.

"Mom, children are naughty, so adults don't care about villains."

A mild voice, such as warm sun.